The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The chisel slipped. It bit into the granite, not with a crunch but with a sigh. Elias Thorne pulled his hand back, his fingers numb against the cold iron. The dust hung in the air, thick and gray, settling on his coat. "Is that the best you can do, Thorne?" Aldous Vane stood in the doorway of the unfinished wing. He wore a coat of dark wool, untouched by the mill’s grit. His face was pale, the...

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